Every Wednesday on Facebook, I ask, “Whatcha Reading?”
I love hearing about what others are reading, whether it is something I’d read myself or not.
Among other things, I’ve been re-reading fairy tales, one or two tales from Grimm’s each night. It’s like a late night snack of comfort reading.
One of my childhood favorites was Snow White and Rose Red. I had one of those children’s book club by mail editions with bright illustrations which made it easy to imagine myself as Rose Red and my sister as Snow White.
I was always disappointed that my parents planted forsythia instead of red and white rose bushes.
Parents can be so prosaic.
I read fairy tales to my own children, too. My boys loved fairy tales, especially ones involving horrible deaths and the meting out of justice to the cruel.
In our house, we only read versions where lazy pigs were eaten by wolves and evil witches danced themselves to death.
I waited a long time for a daughter who would appreciate bears who turn into princes and happily ever afters.
Of course, she favored the gory parts, too.
Did you read fairy tales as a child? Did you have a favorite?
(I made the fairy tale posters while I was laying around sick last week. The first two illustrations are by Virginia Frances Sterrett, in a book that can be found here. The last is by Harry Clarke, and can be found here.)